He coughed, and with more conviction, “Excuse me, I’m Henry.”She smiled and said, “Well Henry, it’s nice to meet you, I am Cindy’s mother....”He could see the resemblance easily, the facial structure was the same, it was her eyes that were different, less defined.He extended his hand and said “Nice to meet you Mrs. Oswald.”She took it and replied, “Me too Henry.”She turned and pointed to a closed door and said, “She’s downstairs.”“Uhm, Thank you.” and made his way and opened the door which led. "We'd work out a system and agree onwho gets to date whom. Simple as that. But anyway, I asked you aquestion. What's your ideal man like?" That's a difficult one," I said, realizing I probably had no choicebut to humor her. "I... Let me see. I think I'd like someone who'sreliable, kind and smart, masculine but maybe not overly macho. Kind ofsimilar to the old me, if I'm allowed to flatter myself shamelessly." What about the looks department?" I don't know. Looks aren't everything. As long as. "Okay, listen. I'm sorry. I just couldn't help it, I guess." She drug her index finger along the desk as she walked around to me, giving me yet another profile view of that giant ass with her hand on her hip. It was so big, it almost looked fake. "It's okay, just know this. I get what and whoever I want around here, and you're just one cute little thing." "God damn..." I murmured, gawking at her poked out ass as I leaned back and spreaded my legs open, exposing the bulge I tried to conceal that. 'She bent over towards me and pushed it between my lips and told me tosuck it. The dummy was grubby to say the least. It had been well usedand was probably thrown away rather than lost. I sat on the floorsucking it, tasting the dirt that was on it.Maggie clapped her hands to drawer everyone's attention and then spoke.'Marie and I had decided that it is silly for Emily and I to live inthis big house alone, so she, Kylie and Britany will be moving in.' Mylook of horror must have really amused.